#he looks like jude law in the holiday

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oh…my…god…

[adrienneleclerc]

hiii! i was wondering if you could do a fic based on this yt video with charles?

https://youtube.com/shorts/33NhUYNKqu8?si=90BAJ_FLoZFkq9pa

I just think it's so cute and he would be so pouty about it. like when the guy in the video was like, "he needs to wear glasses , what a nerd!" i was thinking about reader going, well you wear glasses too amour. i just think it would be so fluffy and cute lol.

Ooh yes! But I decided that Y/N also wears glasses because I wear glasses, and I think it would be hilarious.

Nerdy Glasses?

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Hispanic/Latina Reader

Summary: Y/N decides to show Charles her favorite holiday movie and his reaction is hilarious to say the least.

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors

A/N: i have never seen The Holiday but I have seen this YouTube short many times

Y/N turned on the TV and got comfortable on the couch.

“Mon coeur, it’s not even Christmas yet, do we have to watch this movie?” Charles asked.

“I didn’t see you complaining when I made you watch Exmas last night.” Y/N said, getting her Calvin Klein glasses to watch the movie clearly, sitting back down.

“Fine, put it on, amour.” Charles said, sitting beside her.

“Thank you, I will.” Y/N got the remote and set up the movie. She snuggled into Charles and it was all going well until he saw that Y/N was practically swooning over Jude Law.

“Is he really that good looking that this is your favorite Christmas movie?” Charles asked,

“I mean technically my favorite Christmas movie is The Santa Clause, but it’s cute.” Y/N said.

“Why? Is it because he’s British? I speak French, mon coeur, the most romantic language in the world.” Charles said.

“Ay ya párale, muñeco, im trying to watch the movie.” Y/N said, a few minutes go by.

“He’s not that good looking, I bet there’s something wrong with him.” Charles commented and Y/N stared at him.

“Like what, please tell me.” Y/N said,

“I bet the cameras make him look taller.” Charles said.

“Please, he’s literally your height, don’t even lie, you’re 5’11 on a GOOD day.” Y/N said.

“I’m 1.80m Y/N, you live in Monaco, learn our metric system.” Charles said.

“Oh shut it, you have no idea how big the states truly are, now shush.” Y/N said, turning back to the TV. They get to the scene where Jude Law says he lost his contact lenses.

“You see! He needs to wear glasses, what a nerd.” Charles said. Y/N turns to stare at him.

“Muñeco, you wear glasses when you’re on the sim. You own those thick black framed glasses too and you sometimes wear them out.” Y/N said.

“But this glasses are by choice, his are prescription.” Charles said.

“Oh so are my prescription glasses nerdy to you, Charles? Am i nerd because i wear glasses?” Y/N argues and Charles stammers.

“Of course not, mon coeur, I actually think you look really sexy in those glasses.” Charles attempts to save himself.

“Mm hmm.” Y/N said, not believing him.

“I swear, it’s kind of a turn on when you wear your glasses, especially with your hair up” Charles commented.

“You are such a guy, let’s just keep watching the movie, yeah?” Y/N said, Turing back to the screen,

“Yeah.” Charles said. Y/N then whispers in his ear.

“It’s a turn on when you wear your glasses too.” And Y/N pulled away to continue watching the movie. However, when the movie ended, Charles had a new appreciation for wearing glasses.

The End

Hope y’all liked it, I think it turned out cute, I’ve also been thinking I should make more headers like this for my other fanfics

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I have to much time on my hands AND Can't stop thinking about Jurdan. So if your reading this and it's full of mistakes l apologise l blame the boredom, we should all blame the boredom... and the fact l diden't pay much attention in English class.

"That blue FACED FERAL HARPY, l'm going to visicarate her and entombed her so FAR below the tower of the forgotten.  She won't even have insects to keep her company." Jude flung the queen off the chess board, without so much as a glance at the  chess piece. That shattered a magical vase that dare be in it's way and embedded itself into the wall, like a knife. 

His darling nemesis truly could make anything into a weapon.

"What was Oak thinking, putting himself in danger like that and forming an alliance with her of all people." Jude raged

"Beloved, Alliance is a strong word… Given his intentions"

"He could have come to me- no, should have come to me. He is the prince of Elfhame and the future king… Does he trust me so little."

She said

“Would you have let him go?”

“NO but thats not the point.”

“Well l think” Cardan said as he moved his rook “as a member of your family it would be strange, nay! concerning if he were to bow so easily to authority.  It would almost be like breaking tradition.” he reclined back, eyes a little hooded and with that mischievous smile, she loved.

“Look we still don't know enough about his relations with her. From what Madoc and our little spies said. It seems there is something there and for all we know they could just be playing rough.“

Jude answered that with a glare

“She's kidnapped, imprisoned, AND bridled him.”

Jude replied in a slow skeptical monotones voice 

“Maybe this is their courtship, and a full invasion and annihilation of your future sister in laws troops will only make holidays more awkward.”

“She is NOT my sister in law and l know what your thinking but they are not the same as us. Again She's kidnapped, enslaved AND BRIDLED him. He's probably being tortured as we speak scared and alone.”

“Wellll… it depends who's doing the kidnapping and enslaving…. The bridle however is a bit much for my taste, we would need a safe word.”

“Cardan!” 

She knew what he was trying to do. He was trying to distract her for a little from worrying about her baby brother.

“All l'm saying is maybe he's not so scared and alone and in fact might not appreciate the little assassin on it's way to turn her blood to slush.”

“So you suggest…” Jude looked defeated, Even though she corned his queen and  was two moves away from winning. 

His heart ached at not being able take away at least some of her pain and anger  for a little bit and his voice softened as his hand reached out for hers.

“That we give young love it's chance to bloom. If that's what this is… and if it's not, then rain iron and fire over her and her army.”

“I- l lied to Oriana”

Judes confessed her eyes drowning in tears. She would not let them shed

“ l promised; l would protect him.” her voice breaking even though she  looked as hard as stone over the board game her gaze lost on the dancing silhouette of their intertwined hands. The crackling of the fire filled the room as Cardan came to her side and gave a soft kiss to the inside of her wrist and scarred finger before scooping her  up and reposition themselves on her seat. Just basking in the moment of warmth before the morning came.

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esteemed trungles, i come with an important question. What is the best romcom to watch in winter?

ESTEEMED omg incredible. I don't think I've ever been esteemed before, so I'll do my best to live up to it.

SO I'm a little late on this question for Holiday rom-coms, but it's still winter here right now, and I love rom-coms. In no particular order:

The Holiday (2006) - Kate Winslet! Jack Black! Cameron Diaz! Jude Law! John Krasinski for some reason (he shows up for like three minutes)! Kathryn Hahn (also in the same scene as John Krasinski)! Also there's a little, itty-bitty A Knight's Tale reunion because Rufus Sewell shows up and so does Shannyn Sossamon, which I find to be very sweet. Jack Black is cute as Christmas and hot as breakfast in this movie, and he somehow did this straightforwardly sweet rom-com AND Tenacious D in The Pick of Destiny in the same year. The man has RANGE. You get two romances in this movie, and I think the Kate Winslet one is much more of a high-budget Silver Screen romance while the Cameron Diaz one is much more a Hallmark Channel romance, which I think is great because I love both kinds of romances.

When Harry Met Sally (1989) - This movie is iconic, and I love it to bits. I always have it saved to my phone so I can watch it on literally every plane ride just in case I get stressed out. Meg Ryan is incredible in it as a neurotic and incredibly self-assured woman who develops a friendship with Billy Crystal's character over the course of about a dozen years. Bruno Kirby and Carrie Fisher play some hilarious supporting characters. This movie is also lovely in that the most dramatic character arc belongs to the male love interest. Like, yes, Meg Ryan's character also grows, but there's no change to her world view or her wants and desires because she's not hurting anyone with the way she navigates those things, and Billy Crystal's character grows into someone you could imagine having lunch with, a far cry from when we first meet him. It's also very well-written. I downloaded the script just so I could pick it apart and learn from it.

Single All the Way (2021) - KATHY NAJIMY AND JENNIFER COOLIDGE ARE BOTH IN THIS MOVIE. I don't know what I was expecting, but this holiday rom-com charmed the thermal socks off me. Michael Urie and Philemon Chambers play best friends who fake a relationship so Michael's family will stop badgering him about there being no romance in his life. It's a fake dating movie, and it is also a delightful subversion of the Hallmark romance. Michael Urie escapes his big city life back to his small hometown where he meets an extremely hunky local spinning instructor (lol) played by Luke McFarlane, who is a literal mainstay of many actual, literal Hallmark romance movies. It's great. I enjoyed it immensely.

Moonstruck (1987) - Cher and Nicolas Cage star in this movie, and it's sort of difficult to describe. It's very funny, and it's heightened by how every single actor plays their character with the seriousness of a prestige drama. Olympia Dukakis and John Mahoney are also in this, and they're both delightful. I still occasionally yell, "I lost my hand! I lost my bride!!!" out loud at random intervals in the year. Keeps my loved ones on their toes.

While You Were Sleeping (1995) - This movie is a charmer and a half! Sandra Bullock stars as a lonely woman who works at the L in Chicago who falls in love with one of the passengers. One day, he falls victim to an attempted mugging and falls onto the tracks. Our heroine saves his life, but he winds up in a coma. A series of misunderstandings leads his entire family to believe that she's his fiancée, and polite shenanigans ensue (except in the case of one testicle-inspection, which might be regarded as pretty impolite, but it's very sweet in context). I also find Bill Pullman extremely blandsome and regular-looking to the point of being sincerely erotic. I don't know how this happened.

And I think that covers my wintry rom-coms! I watch all of them year-round, but these ones all vaguely take place in the winter-time and sometimes have a little bit to do with the holidays season.

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I'm pretty sure there's meant to be an embargo on press discussing Ripley until the 4th, but this Danish reviewer appears to have jumped the gun a bit.

Aesthetically pleasing series with chilling Andrew Scott is a welcome alternative to the summer vacation-ready movie adaptation of Highsmith's thriller.

(English translation below the cut)

By Kristian Ditlev Jensen

Ripley is the title of Steven Zaillian's adaptation of Patricia Highsmith's recurring character Tom Ripley, who is the protagonist in five of her psychological thrillers.

The first book is the magnum opus The Talented Mr. Ripley, which has been adapted into several films. Most famously, the 1999 version starred Matt Damon and Jude Law.

The story is about a young conman, Tom Ripley, who hustles his way through life, but one day gets mistaken for someone else. He seizes the opportunity and gets the offer of a lifetime from Mr. Greenleaf, an elderly shipyard owner.

"Go to the stunning Amalfi Coast in Italy and find my son Richard Greenleaf. Persuade him to come home!"

In Italy, Tom quickly finds Dickie, as he is simply called. But instead of bringing him home, he murders the man and assumes his identity.

In a formidable double-cross, he fools everyone by pretending to be both Tom and Dickie when it suits him. All goes well until a police inspector from Rome starts to smell a rat. And soon the hunt is on for the perpetrator.

The journey takes them via Sanremo, Palermo in Sicily, Rome and Venice. But the the criminal is always gone, even though the policeman is actually sitting and talking to him!

Anthony Minghella's feature film is good, but it's also a legitimately summer-holiday-ready, box office-targeted take on the story of a con artist and low-life con man. Now this version finally gets competition from a far more uncompromising, over-aestheticized and visually astonishingly harmonious work, starring Andrew Scott (All of Us Strangers) with warm charm and icy creepiness.

It's not every day you see such a well-designed series, where everything from the dramatic choice to shoot in black and white, to the typography, to the production design of interiors and costumes is thought out down to the last detail.

"The light. Always the light."

The line comes from a Catholic priest standing just behind Tom Ripley, who is looking at a Caravaggio painting.

Michelangelo Merisi, as the Italian painter was originally known, took his artist name from the village of Caravaggio near Bergamo. And it was he who coined the art term chiaroscuro - or clairobscur in French - in the years around 1600.

The term refers to a painting technique where dark and light are contrasted so that the images almost appear as black and white paintings.

Steven Zaillan - who wrote the screenplays for Schindler's List, Awakenings and Gangs of New York - has just modeled Ripley on the painter Caravaggio, who lived a dramatic life to say the least.

In 1606, Caravaggio stabbed pimp Ranuccio Tomassoni in the thigh with a small sword, causing him to die from the blood loss. The painter lived on the run for years before being pardoned by the Pope, but died immediately afterwards of a fever at the age of 38.

This story is on every level behind the series.

Ripley is shot in black and white, i.e. modern clairobscur, just like Caravaggio's own works. It's also about a criminal on the run and a murderer.

The story goes on and on.

In a key scene, there is a cross-cut between the historical Caravaggio sitting at a table with the murder weapon, a short dagger, and Tom Ripley sitting with a fountain pen in front of him.

In the twentieth century, you could kill with a pen. Today, you'd probably do it over the internet.

The whole analog universe that Steven Zaillian revels in - the series is set in the 1960s, while the novel was published in 1955 - is a stroke of genius. It allows him to work sensually with a wide range of things that seem to have disappeared today.

There are phone booths and people write notes to each other with pens. The typography is almost a tribute to the printed media in the form of newspapers, books, writings, signs, stamps, letterheads, patches of text, forms, checks and so on.

Similarly, shoes are a little story in themselves. And drinks. And ashtrays. At the same time, the declaration of love for the Amalfi Coast is so authentic it makes you dizzy.

The fact that the series is shot as something of an homage to the black-and-white king of them all, director Orson Welles, doesn't make it any less impressive. With a wealth of indirect and direct quotes from, for example, The Third Man, where the play of light and shadows on the walls of the stairwells play a major role.

Ripley is a rare true work of art on Netflix.

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Okay tbf it’s not technically christmas anymore but it was when i wrote the first bit so let’s just pretend :) also i am writing more businessman!joel but it’s taking my brain 5eva to think of it so please enjoy this <33

just because it’s christmas… BnBowner!joel and recentlysingle!reader who has already paid for a non-refundable trip for christmas. (apologies because i change from 3rd to 2nd person)

tw for cheating, a half second of nsfw(there will be more if i continue it) moments of angst, uncooperative suitcase, no use of y/n, not proofread

reader who just got broken up with who forgets they have a non-refundable trip booked in a cutesy cabin in a hallmark town, the “perfect place for couples” until they get an email confirming their arrival time and then all of a sudden the very real and very non-refundableness of the trip was brought to the forefront of their mind.

You aren’t quite sure if this is a good idea. But the last thing you were sure on ended up to be cheating on you for over a year, so maybe being unsure was a good thing.

The owner wasn’t lying when he said it was secluded, it was literally in the middle of nowhere. Perfect for a romantic getaway -hopefully also perfect for wallowing in your ruined relationship thanks to your piece of shit cheating ex-boyfriend.

You haul your suitcase up the snowy path towards the cabin, thankful that the cab was even able to make it this far, and for a moment you feel exactly like Amanda in the holiday and who knows? maybe you’ll meet an upsettingly handsome man. Maybe.

Probably not.

-

Joel watches from you from the porch for a little longer than he probably should before striding over to you, arm outstretched, ready to take your bags.

“Hey! i’m glad you found your way here, it’s not the easiest place to find.”

You look up from your uncooperative suitcase to lock eyes with perhaps the most attractive man you’ve ever seen (including Jude Law with glasses on) walking towards you and you’re so taken aback that you are definitely not prepared for your suitcase to start cooperating which in turn sends you flying into the snow.

Apart from it doesn’t, so you’re a little confused when you don’t hit the cold ground but are caught by a pair of warm, strong arms.

“Easy there, I’m happy you’re here too but you could’ve bought me a drink first.” Joel jokes as he sets you back on your feet.

“omg i’m so sorry it’s this stupid suitcase that refuses to move when i want it to i mean it i’m really sorry this is so embarrassing and i..” You trail off when you realise that Joel is in fact laughing. “what?”

“Nothing darlin’ you’re just the first person to apologise to me for the actions of an inanimate object, s’funny is all.” Joel holds out his hand for you to shake “incase you hadn’t figured it out, I’m Joel.”

You bashfully take it, pretending that hearing him call you ‘darlin’ hadn’t affected you in any way shape or form “Nice to meet Joel, you have a beautiful cabin, it really is magical.”

Joel’s hand is large, and warm, and a small part of you wants to feel more of his warmth. Maybe more than a small part.

He easily takes your bags the rest of the way, making light conversation with you, even though you’re still taking in him, responding with short answers and ‘hmms’.

He’s a rugged man, you think to yourself, he’s big all over, large frame, large hands. Your eyes dart towards his crotch for a moment wondering if he’s also large there. Something inside you tells you he is.

“Well here we are doll, let me know if you need anything” Joel puts your bags down just inside the door, the cabin really is the perfect place for a romantic getaway, you feel a pang with the knowledge that you specifically picked this place to spend time with your boyfriend. All you wanted to do now was forget about him, but apparently Joel could sense the singleness off you.

“Oh! where’s this boyfriend of yours, you did book for two, right?”

You freeze as he says ‘boyfriend’ debating whether it would be better to make up some elaborate lie or tell the miserable truth.

“We uh, we actually broke up a few days ago… turns out he’s not the kind of person i wanna go to a cabin with.” you eventually mumble out, followed by an unhappy laugh - mainly because you feel like you’ll cry otherwise.

“Aw shit darl, I’m sorry, and i know i’ve only known you all of five minutes but it’s definitely his loss.” A warm hand gently clasps onto your shoulder as Joel looks towards you with kind eyes.

You allow yourself to take the moment of sympathy from this kind stranger, before composing yourself.

“Thanks, Joel. I guess the only thing i need is directions to the nearest place that sells alcohol.”

“Of course doll,”

-

[thecrossoverwriter15]

Okay guys, I can’t just sit and wait for Dreamwork to make the Rise of the Guardians sequel. I just can’t. This movie has been keeping my spirits up since I lost my beautiful little pup, Chloe.

She was so young and was suffering to a lung disease and died a few months back. I’m still mourning her loss, but am slowly getting back into my old grove. One movie in particular has been my anchor since then, Rise of the Guardians. This movie gave me hope (no pun intended) for the future. It’s almost like I have an emotional attachment to it. That is why I can’t let it sit and rot in the dumpster. I want to come back, fresh and clean and ready for the whole world to see. I thought, if Dreamworks won’t write a brand-new story with the holiday Avengers/Guardians of the Galaxy, then I will. So, I turned on my computer and wrote out a sequel idea and want to share it with you:

So, this sequel will be inspired by the early concept art that was done for the movie.

The Guardians will look the same as they did from the film, but they will have more book accurate origins and settings. The cast will remain mostly the same, except Jack Frost and North. Look, I LOVE Chris Pine, but I didn’t feel that his adult voice fit the young 17-18 year old winter boy. Like TMNT Mutant Mayhem, he will have a teenage actor to voice him. Along with this, I casted David Harbor as North. Hugh Jackman, Isla Fisher and Jude Law will return as their old characters! Now, I was on the fence of adding a new Guardian in the mix. I enjoy reading Jack Frost/Original Characters just as much as you do, but I sometimes feel as though the new characters need depth or just need to be on their own for themselves to grow. That is why I decided to use a pre-existing character from the novels, Emily Jane AKA Mother Nature.

A bit of background, she is the daughter of Pitch Black, is Mother Nature and is known for being mysterious and unpredictable. As I was designing her for this sequel, I was stuck on making her a Goddess type character who serves as healer for the Guardians or an unpredictable, to-be villain like Jinx from Arcane. If you guys have any suggestions on Emily, please write me. I would love to hear your thoughts. Anyhow, Jamie Bennett and his group of friends (Cupcake, Monty, ETC.) will return, older and ready to help out their newfound friends! Since Jamie Bennett’s voice actor is now an adult, I will have a younger actor take his place. Now, it’s time for the nitty gritty…story and setting.

When watching ROTG, we get a scene where Tooth explaining to Jack Frost how each Guardian’s past is linked to their center. In between the conversation, North says, “You should have seen Bunny!” and laughs. Bunny’s expression hardens as he corrects him, “Hey, I told you never to mention that!” Don’t tell me that his response had didn’t have you raising an eyebrow. There’s another scene in the rising climax when Bunny shouts at Jack after he becomes invisible due to the children not believing in the Easter Bunny anymore. After he yells, he composes himself, “Easter is new beginnings, new life. Easter’s about Hope and now it’s gone.” See in the books, Bunny came from a race of powerful rabbit warriors known as Pooka. They had incredible abilities and were one of Pitch Black’s greatest enemies. When Pitch became evil, he sadly dissolated the population, leaving Bunny as the very last Pooka. Well, ladies and gentlemen, you will see his origins in this sequel.

This sequel will be cut into two acts - Act 1 and 2. There will be flashbacks interwoven when a main plot line ends. The first act will be set in Burgess/The Pole, Tooth Palace and the Warden, the locations from the first film. The second act will be set in an underground nightmare city that sprits such as the Groundhog or the Leprechaun go to collect and trade trinkets they encounter on their journeys. This city is ruled by Pitch Black and Emily who is working with him to find and defeat the Guardians. The city’s design is inspired by Knowhere from GOTG, Silco’s Nation of Zauhn (I believe I’m spelling that right), Pitch’s underground lair and the Coraline house location! You will see MAGIC!!

Finally, Score and how it will be written!

The score is complete! As you may know, I use specific music scores and songs that create a rhythm/plot line so when one goes to listen, they have an understanding of what will happen! Well, I have completed the score! If you wish to listen, here’s the link!

Now, how will I write this story???

This might have been the hardest decision! See, I was debating on a fanfiction or a script that will be posted on Wattpad when I get time to finish my other works! I was really struggling with the idea! I asked my dad who actually works in the film industry! Then, I though, “Hmm. If I wrote a fanfiction, it might just be treated as a silly fanfiction. I want it to feel genuine.” So, I decided on a script. Besides the fact that I write fun scripts for my class and have knowledge about films, I though I could structure things out! It would be easier!

Well, that’s it! If you have any ideas, let me know! Comment, ask, whatever!! The world is your oyster! Thanks for stopping by and reading! I’m just a fan of this movie and want to see it succeed! Remember:

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Favorite movie tag game time! tagged by: @limonadecandy thank you :)

Rules: post 10 of your favorite comfort movies then tag 10 people.

Mmmh I really don't watch a lot of movies so I list the ones I enjoy to re-watch, let's see if I make it to ten ;)

1. A Roman Holiday with Audrey Hepburn: I remember watching it at my grandmother's, loved how they had a great day and then still went on with their separate lifes in the end. Also she is so pretty and Rome is gorgeous.

2. 10 things I hate about you: the only movie I ever owned on dvd because Heath Ledger and Julia Stiles.

3. Clueless: I like the chaos of this story.

4. The Holiday: Jude Law and Kate Winslet, I like looking at them.

5. Any romcom with Reese Witherspoon, bc Reese Witherspoon

6. Höllentour: Tour de France, great images, Erik Zabel getting massages, Intimacy of tdf roommates and a lofi trumpet soundtrack by my boy Till Brönner, back when he still made good music.

And that's it for movies I think! 2 - 5 are really because they are inconsequential entertainment, love it. Also I have a thing for curly blondes...

I'll add what's really comforting for me: my all time favorite go to comfort books!

7. The Immortal Quartet and

8. The Lioness Quartet by Tamora Pierce: know them almost by heart, I can loose myself in that world like in no other and forget everything while I read.

9. Die Ponys vom Fjord: Horse Girl book set in Norway, girl loves pony but pony is happier elsewhere and they go their separate ways. Full of love for ponies, Norwegian landscape and food, actually nuanced and interesting relationships between the humans, teenager as well as adults.

10. Ovid's Metamorphoses: translated to German but with the original rhythm thingy. For a specific sort of existential crisis, usually in winter, makes me forget everything as well.

I'd love to know about yours @allthingssoulful @hilo @inconjuncts @eljibbity @immoveableobject @fox-and-jester @racewinner @flourbray and of course everyone else who wants to do it :)

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The difference between looking at Jude’s chest half exposed by his shirt and Christine in her bikini, or Christine sitting at the edge of the hotel bed and gracefully removing her bikini top, or Christine coming out of the shower before reaching for her towel with her long hair hanging full and wet down her back.  The girls liked to watch Christine brush her hair out on the weekend mornings, and they’d say can we touch it, it’s like a mermaid’s hair, and she’d always say yes, and he feels the nausea of guilt. He’s just like Dad eyeing Janet, isn’t he?

He reminds himself that it can’t be that.  Dad’s just a prick.  He…he’s being kept from what he should truly have.  So he’s got to get it somehow.  

“…Are you listening to me?  Or are you back out there with your club business?”

It would be easier if she cried, there was a script for what you do when someone’s crying, but Christine doesn’t cry much.  She just stays angry till you figure out how to give her what she wants.  And Frank can’t, because he needs to get what he wants.  There was a strange, lucky time when those two things were often the same.  No longer.  

“You’re not even looking at me.  What’s going on with you?”

“Nothing, I mean, not in that way. I was a right dick out there, that's what's going on.  I’m sorry, Christine.”  This won’t be enough.  

“Remember when we used to go on holiday?  You were all over me.  You loved me.  What’s changed then?”  

“I do!  I—Nothing’s—“

She shoves off the bed, grabs her phone, her airpods.  “I’m going out.”

“Where?” It must be desperate if she’s going out without makeup on.

“To call my sister.”

“Well what fucking good is that going to do?” Frank snaps.  “She never wants to help.  She’s just going to tell you to come back to Belfast.”

“And maybe I will.  You’ll have this whole suite to yourself.  Isn’t that lovely!  Think of how many  of your friends you could fit in here.  It would be your dream vacation, wouldn’t it?  For the Frank you’ve turned into?”

He sighs.  Over and over again he gets himself into these situations.  Dad never seemed to when he’d been a prick and when he’d been worse.  And Mum only stood up for him, her little Frankie—never herself.  Dad did what he wanted.  Hurt who he wanted.  It wasn’t right, clearly wasn’t right, but maybe that’s what it was, to be a man.

But what Dad had wanted wasn’t something Dad needed.  An easy fuck.  An ego stroke.  Frank reminds himself, before the typical panic of the comparisons with Dad sets in. This is not what it is for him.  He needs a break from the exhaustion of hiding.  In a way, he needs a break before he breaks. He can’t break—can’t break.  He’s got four kids. Sisters, nieces, nephews.  A great-aunt.  In-laws who are kind, caring, who think the world of him, who bonded together in the difficult circumstances of their past instead of growing bitter, dysfunctional, making excuses. He’s got Everton.  The entirety of England, and Chelsea fans all round the world.  Dad, even. Maybe even Dad.  He can’t break any more than these 44 years have, well…

have broken him.

He waits in case it’s the rare sort of time when Christine realizes she’s been a bit unreasonable and comes back in with her eyes soft and blinking charmingly.  When she’s had a go at Frank because he didn’t clean up the kids’ blanket fort within thirty seconds of them getting bored of it, which is her idea of how tidying the house should go. That sort of thing.  This is not that time.  He waits five minutes. It’s not been long enough.  It wouldn’t be worth what followed if he overplays his hand.  He waits ten, and then walks through the suite to take a peek at the hotel hallway.  There’s no one there—not even a faint voice in the distance. 

Fifteen minutes.  Oh, he really truly has well and fucked up this time.

Good.

He wipes the sweat from his palms.  Calms the shakiness on the softness of the sweatpants he’d changed into, assuming it’d be just an evening of TV, maybe some wine, and then bed and whatever might come along with that.  He takes a breath and remembers getting the Derby job.  The Chelsea job.  The Everton job.  He clears his mind of the way young Jude had looked earlier because he is a professional.  He feels his legs running up the pitch smoothly, with strength, to take a pen.  He calls Mr. Bellingham.

It’s not too late, is it?

Of course not—We’re on holiday! Jude is down at the pool with the water slide.

The resort has four pools, and Mr. Bellingham has specified which pool.  He advocates for his son.  Just like Dad would do.  Us Bellinghams would love to have an England legend join us at the pool!  Bring your swimsuit!

Frank thinks he’d rather have his sexual fantasies exposed in the Sun than show off what he looks like these days.  He will not bring his swimsuit.  But he will bring his business sense, his approachable charm, not a man with a house in Chelsea worth millions but just a boy from Romford with a fatherless father from the East End.  And he will bring his eyes.  Maybe more. 

Strange, the roles he plays.   In his marriage he’s the heartless prick but he’s also the romantic.  He texts.  I’ve gone out for a walk.  Going to beat myself over the head.  Let me know what I can do when I get back ok? xx

 He looks at the “Read” and then the time stamp and changes back into what he’d been wearing earlier.  Jude Bellingham and his supportive family, his media-ready smile.  He’s fit the way Frank certainly was not at 19.  Frank will be praised for his eye and his powers of persuasion.  

[denimbex1986]

'Few films are as ravishing and effortlessly stylish as Anthony Minghella’s The Talented Mr Ripley, the glorious 1999 thriller which sees the likes of Matt Damon, Gwyneth Paltrow, Jude Law, Cate Blanchett and Philip Seymour Hoffman swanning around ’50s Italy. Friendships are forged through deception, obsessions develop, jealousies arise and the net slowly closes in on our titular anti-hero – and all the while, the fashion, courtesy of costume designers Ann Roth and Gary Jones, is sensational.

There’s exceptional menswear, of course – louche shirting, perfectly tailored suits, Gucci loafers and signet rings, as worn by Law’s Dickie Greenleaf and then Damon’s Tom Ripley, as he adopts his former friend’s identity – but the two sartorial scene-stealers are, undoubtedly, Paltrow’s sweet-natured Marge Sherwood and Blanchett’s gregarious socialite Meredith Logue.

The former’s uniform of crisp white shirts, tortoiseshell headbands and floral midi-skirts have since become synonymous with laidback summer holiday style, and symbolise her youthful exuberance and naivete. Then, as the seasons change, the plot takes a darker turn and she grows suspicious of Tom, she begins covering up – firstly in sumptuous knits and then, as the story takes her from southern Italy to Rome and then to Venice, sleek trenches and a showstopping leopard-print number with a matching hat.

This incredible fashion legacy poses a challenge for Ripley, Netflix’s upcoming, Steven Zaillian-directed retelling of the Patricia Highsmith classic, this time starring Andrew Scott, Dakota Fanning and Johnny Flynn. Filmed in luminous black and white, in place of Minghella’s sun-soaked palette of pastels, it, perhaps wisely, takes an entirely different approach, with costumers Giovanni Casalnuovo and Maurizio Millenotti dressing its stars in more subdued and pared back ensembles – think artfully crumpled cotton shirts, dark tweed, Aran knits and boatneck tops which, for Fanning’s take on Marge, are paired with a slicked back low bun and minimal make-up. It’s simple, certainly, but also impossibly chic...'

[twistednuns]

December 2023

Advent tea.

A very well-designed poster in a wine store. A Christmas tree with red berries, nothing else. Gustav Mahler. A good therapy session providing clarity about the urgency of quitting my job. A guy with Ewan McGregor vibes guiding a handicapped/probably mentally disabled man: "This way, please!"

A long massage with lots of chest action. Even my jaw had a turn.

An evening at Rationaltheater with Raphael. Drinking for free. Getting to know new people.

Erotic voice messages.

I was super disappointed when Munich was snowed in and Christian couldn't leave his house to come to my concert. I felt a little lonely, I'd been looking forward to seeing him very much.

A very cozy Saturday, painting my nails while watching Christmas movies.

The choir concert was so much fun! My solo part wasn't perfect but it was okay. I eased into it and enjoyed the songs we sang together a lot. Afterwards I talked to Elke's husband about my business idea and he gave me someone's phone number. She is the organiser of Munich's foodsharing network and might have access to a lot of rooms in the city.

Waking up to pink stripes in the sky, almost like a frosty Aurora Borealis. The sun reflected on the walls of the houses, everything covered in a thick layer of snow. I loved the muffled acoustics caused by the thick layer of dry snow everywhere. I must admit, it was quite beautiful outside for a few days.

I finally found my orange beanie I hadn't seen in a while. Nice surprise: an earring I thought I'd lost was stuck to the hat!

Mushroom wraps for breakfast. Baking coconut cookies with dark chocolate. Using up all my veggies for brunch in bed with C.

Cameron Diaz and Jude Law's love story in The Holiday reminding me of my own.

An afternoon playing board games at Chili's with BaLu, Heinrich (who texted me afterwards), Robert and Luna. Helping Chili's son with his English homework.

Christian picked me up by surprise and we went to the cinema together! It was super cozy and we talked for a long time afterwards. I realized I have a hard time setting up emotional boundaries because I tend to take on people's problems and try to fix them even though they have nothing to do with me.

I framed my new Serifa poster while C. installed my router for me. I loved it so much that someone took this task off my plate even though I could have done it myself and I felt like a spoiled princess.

When C. said that he really liked my colour palette. My taste, what I'm wearing and combining.

Drying my bedsheets on the heater. So quick and warm.

A very calm and joyful day. Wild dreams with C. sleeping next to me. A shower while he worked. Cooking lunch. Spending some time together harmoniously. A nap. Connecting with friends in the dim light of the lava lamp. A walk to the wholefood store late in the evening with the crisp crunch of the icy snow under my steps. The first Christmas lights in the windows and gardens. I was the only customer in the store. Such a blessing for my nervous system. Alone time, one on one time, no crowds. I realize that this has been missing in my life over the last few weeks and months.

That freaky little moment when the three of us invented the dance move "smell all available armpits" at Joy of Connection.

When the kids gave me a chocolate Santa after I told them that the neighbours got a visit from St. Nick and I didn't. And when I taught Nino a few notes of the Flohwalzer.

A phone call with C. Listing random animals. Thinking about Janosch's blind mole. Talking about our insecurities.

Researching Napoleon's letters to Joséphine. November 21, 1796: I am going to bed with my heart full of your adorable image… I cannot wait to give you proofs of my ardent love… How happy I would be if I could assist you at your undressing, the little firm white breast, the adorable face, the hair tied up in a scarf a la creole. You know that I will never forget the little visits, you know, the little black forest… I kiss it a thousand times and wait impatiently for the moment I will be in it. To live within Josephine is to live in the Elysian fields. Kisses on your mouth, your eyes, your breast, everywhere, everywhere. I want to write a letter like this for C. and send it via snail mail.

Asking my friends for classical music playlists and boy, they delivered right away.

Manu showed up in choir practice again! And we sang Breathe, a song I love a lot.

Lucie's yoga class, like every week. It's really helpful for my body and mind, especially when I'm angry and on edge like these days. I feel so relaxed and calm after the movement and singing. We did partner exercises the other day. Nice touch!

Waking up early and energized, in the mood to meditate. It's been a while!

Lying in bed in underwear, blow drying myself. The warm air flow felt nice.

A nice outfit composition. Green pants and a black sweater with a pink shirt and socks underneath. Pink lips, gold and black accessories, my burnt orange beanie.

Attending the Kinky Insiders party with C. I met Lukas and Neil, watched many couples in fascination, was left alone in the dark room with the circular bed. An interesting experience.

Long psych talks upon waking up, not wanting to leave the bed. Beautiful oral edging. An unusually long and intense climax.

Robert and Yeli came over and we cuddled, went for a long walk through the forest (R. and I held hands and fell over in the snow face down), made delicious hot Christmas chocolate and Lebkuchen.

R. and C. installed my new Marshall speaker for me! It still feels wrong not to do it myself but I feel so cared for when I let somebody do a task like that for me. Oh, and lovely sound, too. Good choice.

Elegant nude manicure with tiny rhinestones.

A little Burner meetup at the Christmas market. I bought a very pretty ring that reminds me of the Bauhaus logo I have on my sleepy shirt.

Monday morning check-ins with my friends. I felt like socializing, initiating contact with people I don't hear from too often at the moment.

Binaural beats as white noise.

The 21 days meditation challenge I started with Christian and Yeli. I did it first thing in the morning and wished I'd had more time because it usually takes me around 20 minutes to even calm down my thoughts. Right afterwards I drew Osho cards, asking what could help me to be more in contact with myself. And they delivered: Comparison (shadow) and Creativity (light).

When I noticed the words Keep the fire burning at the top of a building I pass every day one morning.

Kiwi gold.

A 44:44min meditation and an hour-long massage on a bad day. Talking to C. on the phone. The feeling that he is showing up for me.

Active, or rather, subconscious problem-solving during meditation. And waking up realising that all the problems you'd been dreaming about that night aren't real.

Spending two nights at Christian's place. Simply postponing going home indefinitely. The long, intimate talk we had before I took the pregnancy test. The little tear she shed when he realized how much he trusts me. I was so nervous and incredulous when it was positive but he was there for me, talking it all through with me.

Throwing salty popcorn over hazelnut crunch ice-cream at movie night. When Charlie the cat came in and let me hold him for a while. Sleeping in fresh bedclothes. Meditating together in the early morning.

A little Christmas get-together at Heinrich's apartment: Grocery shopping with Luna. Coming up with a yogic animal pose challenge with David and including Frank and Chili. Ben in a good mood, talking about his crochet projects. Gentle contact dancing with Tafara. Making Heinrich chase after a little bell on a Santa hat.

One of the most beautiful moments of my life: hugging Christian in the dark living room after we'd both smoked a little weed. The connection I felt was so intense and my mind was flooded with beautiful feelings, thoughts and visuals. I was so grateful to be there, realizing what a coincidence it was that we'd met. Björk's Unison (a song I'd already reacted to strongly when he was DJing at a Joy of Connection event) was playing and in that instant it seemed like the beautiful piece of music playlists ever written. The lyrics seemed so poetic and spot-on. I reflected on the year 2023... What a wild ride. One hand loves the other, so much on me / Let's unite tonight, we shouldn't fight, embrace you tight, let's unite tonight / I thrive best, hermit style, with a beard and a pipe, and a parrot on each side; but now I can't do this without you / I never thought I would compromise

Opening a brand new box of oil pastels. Playing around with a few colours during my break to calm down. In the zone. Being pleased with the results. Not only me - some colleagues and students kept staring at my drawing, noticably intrigued.

Christian's birthday. Getting to know some of his friends. Playing with their cute children. My perfect presents. Bathing together. Cuddling with Charlie the cat the next morning, bare feet on frosted ground in the early sunlight.

The Vespertine album by Björk. So incredibly multi-layered. We have a recurring dream: Every time we lose our voices, we dream we swallow little lights. Our mother and sons bake for us during the night; they do a little trapeze walk until they're in the sky right above our heads. While we're asleep my mother and son pour into us warm glowing oil. Into our wide open throats. I have a recurring dream. They make me feel better.

A very cute baby so fascinated with me that it followed me with its gaze and even stretched to get a better view of me.

Weirdly enough: my OBGYN confirming my pregnancy. Observing the tiny blob on the ultrasound monitor together.

Heinrich providing me with mushroom and broccoli sandwiches for dinner when I picked up the bag I'd forgotten.

Unlocking a memory of the ice skating rink in Landshut. The sour candy worms from the vending machine. The smell and the completely destroyed floor, cut up by generations of ice skaters. The little dwarves and penguins they had to push around on the ice. My dad tying up the skates. The breaks during I've hockey matches.

Feeling very comfortable at Uli's second Naked Party. So many lovely friends and sexy people. Sneaking Ansgar in who had a great time. Painting Katharina's naked body (it turned out absolutely beautiful). The moments alone with Felix, Robert, Christian, Lukas, Mike. Dancing in the kitchen.

Watching A Street Cat Named Bob with my students. Explaining the plot to them. Agreeing over his adorableness.

A gorgeous illustration of a water surface at night, a woman half-submerged amongst the moon and a few stars. My new phone background.

All these talks I have with C. How intense everything is. Romantic. Inevitable. I've never met anyone who is able to talk about his emotions like that. I'm not afraid anymore. Bring on the next level.

The macarons at the choir Christmas party. And Manu was there.

Sharing sweet and savory breakfast. Cuddling up to C.'s new baby alpaca sweater. Doing the doctor's visit together. Holding hands and each other.

Some luxurious Muji treats. A frankincense and myrrh candle. Socks in mustard yellow and plum. An umeboshi onigiri.

Walking out of the noisy gym on the last day of school. And Susan kindly offering to take over my break shift. A smacking low five.

And then I was sick and sad for a few days, going through hormonal change, depression and a stomach bug. C. tried his best to cheer me up but nothing would do. My plans to spend Christmas Eve with Manu and his family were cancelled. When C. arrived late that night I couldn't help but cry about it all. So why is this in the Things I Love list? I guess because it got better. I started laughing again. Feeling hungry. And watching You've Got Mail together helped a great deal, too.

Christmas chocolate porridge with crunchy peanut butter and fresh fruit.

Falling into each other. Spending too much time in bed. Making vision boards for 2024. Decorating a doll house. Playing a computer game together. Eating pancake soup at a village restaurant. Watching a Björk concert in the living room. A tour of the estate, chasing the kittens, a surprise bunker. Meditating together. The sunrise behind the forest in the distance. Being alone together. Writing little notes for each other. Making plans. Seemingly never running out of stories to tell. The big jar of juice he made for me in the morning.

On hosting guests: My favorite guests are the people who are excited, and I always try to remember that when I’m a guest. I love when I say, ‘Would you like wine or beer at dinner?’ and they’re like, ‘Ooh can we have both? Can we start with wine and then have beer?’ I appreciate people who are into being hosted and enjoy all the special stuff. ‘Do you guys eat ice cream?’ ‘WE LOVE ICE CREAM!!!!!!’ - Catherine Newman

Spending quiet days at home. Cooking and baking. Creative projects. Cleaning. Organising. Reflecting. Reaching out to people.

The Dragon is about change.

A new laundry detergent. Smells divine. And speaking of smell: getting some Byredo and Escentric Molecules sample sizes. I'm on a mission to find my new scent.

Ben said that I'm basically glowing each time he sees me and that my style is impeccable. Lovely compliment.

Loud karaoke in multiple harmonies with Fin, Mephy and BaLu.

A sharing moment with Fin who told me about her difficult health journey and the issues she's dealing with. I've felt a lovely connection with her and will reach out, offering my support and friendship.

Inspired by the Osho Zen card Compromise I started sketching a diptych of the two hands connected by their little fingers. In the morning of the last day of the year I felt inspired to make a painting with oil pastels and it turned out pretty wonderful. I love it when I'm unexpectedly satisfied with a creation of mine.

New Year's Eve at Filzhof. Getting to know some of Christian's best friends. Raclette and board games. Sparklers and a bonfire. Singing mantras together.

[stillm0nster]

6 / 31 december writing challenge - holiday edition! ft. @sacriifice. 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓𝐒 : time spent with family, laughter, giving and receiving gifts.

milk  and  cookies  placed  by  the  christmas  tree,  luca  was  excitedly  running  around  the  house,  jude  imitating  him  every  once  in  a  while  and  making  his  sister  and  brother-in-law  laugh  at  his  antics.  goeun  on  the  other  hand  just  adored  seeing  him  this  way. 

in  the  morning,  after  santa  had  left  the  presents  under  the  tree  and  eaten  his  cookies,  drank  his  milk  (  but  it  was  really  just  jiro  who  did  that  ),  everyone  was  awake  and  ready  to  go  through  the  neatly  wrapped  boxes.  luca  was  first  to  do  that,  excited  with  all  of  the  toys  and  clothes  he  was  getting  (  not  like  he  was  lacking  any  of  these  that  but  still  ).  his  favorite  seemed  to  be  a  pajama  set  that  goeun  had  bought  for  him  (  and  for  everyone  else  ).  pointing  at  both  his  uncle  and  aunt  at  that  moment,  luca  laughed  gleefully  at  how  he  will  be  matching  with  the  two  of  them.  everyone  loves  matching  pajamas!

khloe  and  jiro  were  thoroughly  enjoying  their  new  matching  pajamas  as  well.  they  definitely  looked  like  an  actual  family now,  especially  on  the  pictures  they  took  with  khloe’s  new  instant  polaroid  camera.  only  leah  was  with  a  different  one  as  she  was  too  tiny  still  but  she  got  plenty  of  cute  clothes  and  accessories! 

what  took  jude  by  surprise  was  jiro  giving  him  his  favorite  guitar.  it  was  one  that  must  have  held  a  lot  of  memories,  granted  it  had  traveled  all  over  asia  and  even  outside  of  it.  not  only  jiro  but  also  other  members  of  his  band  have  used  it  too.  it  was  an  honor,  really.  with  the  brightest  smile,  jude  sat  next  to  goeun  and  and  strummed  the  guitar  to  get  the  feel  of  it.  he  knew  what  songs  his  girlfriend  loved  and  decided  to  sing  a  little  medley,  a  couple  songs  that  were  favorites  to  everyone  in  the  room.  this  month  was  filled  with  so  much  joy  and  singing,  that  jude  was  sort  of  starting  to  miss  playing  in  his  band.  perhaps,  he'll  use  the  guitar  to  serenade  his  girl  even  more  from  now  on.

[simbelmyne20niniel]

Y E S bri is wow especially in that shirt!!! oooooh which songs?

oh that’s a really cool meaning for your url! (much better than mine😅)

oh🥺 those are so pretty especially the tree(?) one on the bottom right.

i bet all of those are gorgeous! mine favorite clothing item is my dads leather jacket he gave me last year, he stole* it from a friend when he was a little older than i am

*he borrowed it and never gave it back so she told him to keep it :)

* I like both but I love snowglobes I have a decent size collection those and a few nutcrackers crackers!

* yes i have! it’s not too terribly common here but every once in a while!

* my dog! i got her six years ago!

* ok this is gonna sound stupid and childish but i had a sign made that said “circle swimming only” with picture of a toilet for my brother a couple years ago he was just so happy that i remembered he said he wanted one years ago🥺

* yes with do! a real 4ish meter one!

* colored♥️

* home alone, home alone 3, the holiday, how the grinch stole christmas (1966)

* ho ho hopefully • the maine, how many kings • downhere, you’re a mean one mr. grinch, etc

also i love snoopy! do you have a favorite charlie brown special?

RICK IN RAINDEER FOOTIE PAJAMAS

~chris🦝

Yes, it's a tree, that was a present from my sister.

How cool!! I want to buy a leather jacket, I found a shop in my country and it has a green leather jacket that looks just 👌🏼💯✨, and of course I want a black one, too.

Aww, a dog 💓, is it a breed dog or just a dog?

The holiday, great movie. Jude Law 💓

From Charlie Brown specials I like: A Charlie Brown Christmas & It's the Great Pumpkin.

Which snowglobe and nutcracker that you have iare your favorites? Are all your snowglobes Christmas related?

HE LOOKS ADORABLE!!!!! UwU

[baekhvuns]

Omg yes they need to play sisters again! I bet your friend was shocked hahahah. I remember spotting random celebs in London constantly it was normal, but always kinda "👁👁"

I'm glad your uni wasn't part of that terrible movie 🔫 🥑 statute?! Photos please?!

Every time someone mentions obsessed fans on Twt or even directly shade certain accounts, some people come at them with the "omg you're jealous" "leave them alone, they support Ateez" "you should be grateful for their photos/videos".... shut up, please. Guess we're not dedicated enough, bestie, cause TRUE fans wouldn't mind travelling through 5 countries and seeing them 15 times in a row

True true the Black Prince guy was an Usui wannabe... omfg I thought you meant Subaru from Diabolik Lovers - another cursed shit

Be my guest and use the line ahhahahahaah, because some foreheads are empty 💔 Wait what day passes on Webtoon? I can still binge-read most things, unless they're finished

It would be sad if this was Loona's end, but they've been mistreated for a long time and maybe they'd be able to come back somehow. If not then at least they'll be free

Also the Korean coach getting a red card? What's going ooooon. England beat Wales 3:0 another war within the United Kingdom nation lmao. Also poor Iranian players, they were forced to sing their national anthem otherwise they'd be tortured???

The funniest thing is Soohyuk isn't even old enough to be Seonghwa's father like??? 😭 But he looks very mature so I get it

You gotta watch Holiday (I would kill for Hwa as Jude Law's character AU 🤲🏻) and Love Rosie because what's going on Baeksy 💀 I genuinely do not remember watching The 5 Year Engagement, I know I did, but it didn't leave any impression on me </3 also I hate Chris Pratt aksgjayskayahbshahashnsna

I'M SORRY BUT ONCE I GET MY HANDS ON SEONGHWA'S PARADIGM COVER I'M GONNA KISS HIM ON HIS LIPSTICK SMEARED MOUTH. This is AK and vampire at the same time O_O I'm in danger. VAMPIRE DEVIL

They really make us pay so much for a regular plastic case... Idk why are Japanese comebacks like that. Mingi's photocards too... but I need to obtain all the Hwa's first 🙃

I also want to keep experiencing blonde Hwa, but he hasn't re-dyed his hair in a while so idk. I saw someone on my timeline tweet "I miss black haired Hwa" I'm about to block, I don't need this kind of negativity 🔫 But yeah better break all the scissors

Grandpa San is still alive?! I'm dying

Oh so it's your turn to dream, heh. Was he your driver as well?

I saw the EXO news and immediately thought of you Baek!

I'm???

This is the worst quiz description I have ever read, no joking 🔪 The only relatable things are my dyed hair and maybe daddy issues (though my mommy issues are stronger lol) and quality time 💀 Baek I'm traumatised. I retook it and it got better

HYUNA AND DAWN?! I'm so sad, but I hope they're happy. Dawn needs to enlist soon, so... 💔

Uhm, this outfit, the Christmas tree, he's my Hallmark movie ML, my Christmas gift... - DV 💖

hello!!! EURO TOUR???

Omg yes they need to play sisters again! I bet your friend was shocked hahahah. I remember spotting random celebs in London constantly it was normal, but always kinda "👁👁"

THEY REALLY NEED TOO! sometimes i think how perfect olivia would’ve been if she was casted in harry potter 😭😭 bestie eVERYONE IN LONDON ATP,, but my uni had the percy jackson cast film recently but the snow storm made it 📉📈📉

I'm glad your uni wasn't part of that terrible movie 🔫 🥑 statute?! Photos please?!

IM SO GLAD TOO DBDBD and the avocado statue 😭😭😭 it’s a vv common hook up spot 😭😭

Every time someone mentions obsessed fans on Twt or even directly shade certain accounts, some people come at them with the "omg you're jealous" "leave them alone, they support Ateez" "you should be grateful for their photos/videos".... shut up, please. Guess we're not dedicated enough, bestie, cause TRUE fans wouldn't mind travelling through 5 countries and seeing them 15 times in a row

YOO SERIOUSLY!!! ppl start pulling the “but their content” or “at least there’s dedicated fans” ????? that’s not dedications that’s obsessions??? 😭😭 the difference is minuscule

True true the Black Prince guy was an Usui wannabe... omfg I thought you meant Subaru from Diabolik Lovers - another cursed shit

one can NEVER be a usui, NEVER. no bc both of them are shit 😭😭🤚🏼 hated diabolik lovers with a passion and wILL NEVER WATCH IT omg do u rmr dancing with the devils 👀 ok what’s ur top 3 animes u absolutely hate

Be my guest and use the line ahhahahahaah, because some foreheads are empty 💔 Wait what day passes on Webtoon? I can still binge-read most things, unless they're finished

some foreheads are indeed empty, t’was me last night <3 wAIT WAIT WAIT??? THEY TOOK IT OFF??? i remember it was like i could only read one ep for 24 hours bc of the free pass they gave and they’d only give one pass 😭😭 but saw men of harem at its season 1 finale and guess that’s what im reading tn <3

It would be sad if this was Loona's end, but they've been mistreated for a long time and maybe they'd be able to come back somehow. If not then at least they'll be free

it really would be but i think the fans won’t let them die! stan loona will be everywhere, i hope bbc isn’t petty but i know they will be bc they might not get the name trademark unless sm signs them bc lsm and-

Also the Korean coach getting a red card? What's going ooooon. England beat Wales 3:0 another war within the United Kingdom nation lmao. Also poor Iranian players, they were forced to sing their national anthem otherwise they'd be tortured???

NOO WHAT IS GOING ONNNN,, IM SCREAMING I SAW IT ON TWT WHYS THERE A WAR ARENT YALL BASICALLY THE SAME 😭😭😭 istg the older man crying had me so sad bc it’s not even sad atp it’s just literal insane fear,,, ALSO??? GERMANY??? JAPAN??? germany could’ve got like 12 goals if not for the constant hit on the net,,, begging them to loose so argentina wins against them once at least 😭😭

The funniest thing is Soohyuk isn't even old enough to be Seonghwa's father like??? 😭 But he looks very mature so I get it

u know what he’s old enough to be?? our sugar daddy im gonna dm for info <3 and then hand in marriage <3 IF NOT HIS DAD THEN HIS BROTHER

You gotta watch Holiday (I would kill for Hwa as Jude Law's character AU 🤲🏻) and Love Rosie because what's going on Baeksy 💀 I genuinely do not remember watching The 5 Year Engagement, I know I did, but it didn't leave any impression on me </3 also I hate Chris Pratt aksgjayskayahbshahashnsna

ILL KEEP IT IN MY WATCHLIST MY FINALS ARE ALMOST OVER U BET IM WATCHING EVERY SINGLE ROMCOM RELEASED,, U HATE CHRIS PRATT??? WHAT’D HE DO TO U 😭😭

I'M SORRY BUT ONCE I GET MY HANDS ON SEONGHWA'S PARADIGM COVER I'M GONNA KISS HIM ON HIS LIPSTICK SMEARED MOUTH. This is AK and vampire at the same time O_O I'm in danger. VAMPIRE DEVIL /// They really make us pay so much for a regular plastic case... Idk why are Japanese comebacks like that. Mingi's photocards too... but I need to obtain all the Hwa's first 🙃

FBWNDBWK U BETTER ANON U NEED TO GET UR HANDS ON IT DO IT DO IT DO IT !!! ur so right, the perfect vampire human au <3 hwa twilight when yEAAAHH bc like the jpn albums don’t tend to have a lot of photo books pages no? like super thin, so why we pay more ayo 😭😭

I also want to keep experiencing blonde Hwa, but he hasn't re-dyed his hair in a while so idk. I saw someone on my timeline tweet "I miss black haired Hwa" I'm about to block, I don't need this kind of negativity 🔫 But yeah better break all the scissors

blond hair hwa >>> yellow blond hair hwa,,, COME ON THERES SOMEONE EVERY TWO DAYS SAYING THEY MISS BLACK HAIR HWA, OKAY! WE GET IT! BUT LET OTHER COLOURS LIVE A LITTLE 😭😭😭

Grandpa San is still alive?! I'm dying /// Oh so it's your turn to dream, heh. Was he your driver as well?

ITS SO FUNNY 😭😭😭 one of my friends goikg to the concert is doikg the attorney woo sign “woo to the young to the woo” for wooyoung fbdb,,,

he unfortunately was not my driver. apparently i didn’t know this was a thing but apparently i have a chase kink, and it was like?? he was running after me?? we were in a uni setting and i was like “no! im not gonna talk to u!” and kept running bc he was laughing, but i had this like nervous giddiness and i was running and running knowing he was behind me and he kept tryna come in front out of nowhere but i would duck and run?? and i tried hiding but like the entire school was in on it??? THIS IS MY YN STORY ANON,, and i opened a class door and was greeted with a ongoing class and my sibling sitting there going “wtf?” and i rmr yelling “shit” out loud and i thought it was so loud that i yelled it outside of my sleep,, YEAH AND LILE I KEPT WAKING UP,, BUT EVERYTIME I CLSOED NY EYES THE DREAM WOULD PICK UP FROM THERE,, this is my yn story <3

I saw the EXO news and immediately thought of you Baek!

bestie what’s happening, woke up to ateez EURO TOUR????? and i hadn’t even opened my eyes properly and they went full wide and i internally screamed dv anon, NOW superm (he’s gone???) cb??? ateez already in canada???? in this snow 🙂🙂

TAEYANG CB??? AND NOW EXO 😭😭🤚🏼 NCT SAUDI??? nct habibi era <3

I'm???

LMFAOOO???? THE LAST ONE?? this is like university au, those clique of guys who do nothing but good around and major in computer science or business

This is the worst quiz description I have ever read, no joking 🔪 The only relatable things are my dyed hair and maybe daddy issues (though my mommy issues are stronger lol) and quality time 💀 Baek I'm traumatised. I retook it and it got better

anon the way my jaw. 👁👄👁 okay say what u wanna 🤚🏼👁👄👁🤚🏼

HYUNA AND DAWN?! I'm so sad, but I hope they're happy. Dawn needs to enlist soon, so... 💔

BRO??? THE ULTIMATE SHOCK EVER??? OUT OF NOWHERE??? the “i don’t believe in love” comments coming up now 😭😭 and 🧍🏻‍♀️AND

Uhm, this outfit, the Christmas tree, he's my Hallmark movie ML, my Christmas gift... - DV 💖

oh his hair. oh. my god. HE IS THE EPITOME OF A HALLMARK MOVIE OH MY GOD

🙂 giving very the junior who tutors u

uHHH

he’s sO????

also bestie what’s up with the euro tour pricing 😭😭

ITS CHRISTMAS SEASON BESTIE!! which also means ur birthday is coming close from what i rmr 🔫 pls skip to 00:09 seconds pls

and u know this guy?

[seenthisepisode]

you all: halloween

me: maybe this year i will finish my holiday (2006) destiel au by christmas eve maybe so maybe so

[xhopelesslyromanticx]

Oh my God! - Mason Mount x Reader

Working on something a little longer right now. Enjoy this in the mean time.

Masterlist

summary: In which Masons plan to humiliate the reader in front of her teenage crush doesn't go according to plan.

When Mason invited you to yet another one of his games you kindly declined. You loved your boyfriend and you loved watching his games but it would be the third Saturday in a row. Your boyfriend was a little pressed about the fact you rather stay at home then go to games with him but he also understood it was basically your only time off as you were working the whole week.

It wasn’t until Friday the same week when you realized what the game even was. You had packed up a big bag to head to Masons house for the weekend. The game was at Stamford Bridge, so you luckily would be able to still see him at night.

The day before the match Mase and you cooked a nice dinner, opened up a nice bottle of wine as you made your own little date night at home.

„So what movie should we watch?“ Mason asked, grabbing the tv remote with one hand as he balanced his plate of spaghetti in the other.

He sat down on the couch next to you, who were already curled up in your blanket and devouring the delicious pasta.

„I don’t know. A christmas movie?“ you suggested and then raised your eyebrows as Mason immediately rolled his eyes, knowing what you were gonna say next „Oh! Can we watch the Holiday?“

„No not again.“ Mason groaned, leaning closer to you as you frowned.

„Why not?“ you whined, gently elbowing your boyfriend in the shoulder.

Mason looked at you with wide eyes as he chewed on his food „No need to get physical missy.“

You chuckled, shaking your head. You always told Mason you hated when he called you missy but secretly you did find it kinda adorable.

„We have seen that a million times plus I’m sick of you drooling over Jude Law.“ Mase stated, making you roll your eyes as you swallowed your food.

„When do you have to get up tomorrow anyways?“ you asked, placing your plate on the coffee table next to the couch as you grabbed your glass of wine. You rested your head on your hand as you turned towards Mason.

„I don’t know.“ Mase groaned and you looked at him concerned „I have gotten like six different messages from my managers. It’s mad annoying but whatever.“

„Oh, poor you.“ you chuckled, obviously being sarcastic as this wasn’t really a problem „Who are you even playing against?“

Mason grinned mischievously as he continued to eat his spaghetti „Bayern Munich.“

„What?“ you squealed in disbelief and Mason chuckled, knowing exactly why you reacted this way „Why didn’t you tell me?“

„I don’t know?“ he laughed, wiping his mouth as he put away his plate.

He also grabbed his wine but when you looked at his face you could immediately tell.

„You didn’t tell me on purpose!“ you stated, gasping as you were shocked he purposefully kept this from you. Pure betrayal.

„What?“ Mason acted oblivious, as he looked you in the eyes „No I didnt!“

„Yes you knew exactly that I would wanna come!“ you hissed, putting down your glass and getting ready to argue.

„So you’re telling me you would come for Bayern Munich but not for your own boyfriend?“ Mason looked at you offended, making you almost spit out your wine.

„No…“ you stuttered, nervously trying to come up with an answer as Mason just giggled „Not the whole Bayern Munich team just Mister Lewandowski.“

Mason scrunched his face up in digust, making you giggle. He never understood your crush on the older guy. But let’s just when you were a teenager you were absolutely obsessed with him. Like an unhealthy amount.

„You have weird taste.“ Mase sighed, drinking his wine in the pettiest way possible.

„Yeah that’s why I’m with you.“ you sassed back as your boyfriend gasped offended „But seriously can I please come?“

After a lot of begging Mason finally agreed he would take you to the game. So in the morning you made him a nice breakfast as a thank you before he had to leave. You agreed you‘d meet at the stadium as Mase ordered you a driver and assistant against your will. Wanting to make sure you‘d get in safe and with no problems.

So a couple of hours later you were in the middle of a chanting stadium, watching your teenage crush and your boyfriend compete against eachother.

The game was super nerve wracking. You almost couldn’t sit in your seat as you rooted for Mason along side the family members and friends of his teammates. You always enjoyed seeing them when you attended games, having gotten to know some of them quite well over time.

At about 75 minutes, it was 2:2 as you watched Mason struggle against the strong opponent. He had been moving the whole time, never taking a break from sprinting across the field.

Then just for a short second Chelseas defense oversaw a small gap and then next thing you knew Lewandowski smashed the ball into the net.

The Bayern Munich fans immediately went nuts as he did his celebration with his team. You had do resist the urge to cheer, the goal had been incredible but seeing your boyfriend and his team with hanging heads and looking incredibly gutted was too heart wrenching.

The celebration went on for way to long as some of the Chelsea player ran to the side to grab something to drink. Mason was now only about ten meters away from you. He looked at you dissapointed, chugging his drink as you sent him a weak smile while looking back and forth between him and the opponent celebrating.

Then after some seconds he threw his bottle away and returned to the field. The game continued and for another ten minutes and just when you thought everything was lost, sitting there in your Mount jersey with crossed arms and wearing sunglasses as you didn’t want any cameras to see your disappointment , Mason somehow managed to snatch the ball from Bayerns defense and was now basically all alone in front of the goal. You immediately stood up, grabbing on to the railing as you watched everything unfold.

In the most effortless way he shot the ball and there was nothing the goalkeeper could have done; it landed in the net. The whole crowd flipped out, including you as you took off your glasses and jumped up and down. All the Chelsea players ran over to Mason who just stood there, smiling at you and blowing you a kiss.

In the incredible bliss you felt the game went on for another little while. And then when the ref blew his whistle you couldn’t help but feel incredibly proud. Even though it was a tie, they had fought till the end.

You watched all the players walk out, some of Masons teammates greeting you as you stood there in the tunnel and waited for your boyfriend to get of the field. And then when he appeared at the end of the tunnel with the biggest smile on his face you couldn’t help but giggle.

„You were awesome!“ you cheered, wrapping your arms around your boyfriend and hugging him tightly.

„I’m super sweaty.“ Mason chuckled, his hands lightly resting on your waist.

„I don’t care.“ you smiled, putting your lips on his as you gave him a gentle kiss. Mason relaxed into the familiar feeling before you pulled away again „That was honestly amazing.“

„Thank you.“ he laughed, blushing as you put your hand around his neck „It was all just for you to be honest.“

You smiled, looking into his eyes as he continued talking about how hard the game was. And then while you where listening to your boyfriend talk; in the corner of your eyes, you spotted a brown haired guy in a red jersey.

Robert was talking to some guy as you felt your heart flutter and your stomach going crazy. Your first ever real crush was just a few meters away from you.

„Y/n?“ Masons voice brought you back to reality as he looked at you with furrowed brows.

„What? Sorry.“ you stuttered, nervously looking at your boyfriend. Not really being able to concentrate with Roberts presence there.

Mason looked back to see what you were looking at and when he spotted said so reason, he immediately dropped his hands from your waist. Pulling away from your embrace in a swift motion.

„Are you fucking serious?“ he rolled his eyes, looking at you with crossed arms.

„What?“ you asked, acting oblivious as you ran your fingers through your hair.

„I dedicate the most beautiful goal to you and you drool over that oldie in return?“ he hissed a little too loud, causing everyone in the tunnel to look at you two. You blushed, feeling Roberts eyes on the pair of you as you looked at the ground nervously.

„And now you’re blushing!“ Mase squealed, not believing how you were acting right now.

„Yes!“ you whisper yelled, looking at Mason with raised eyebrows „What do you expect? I was obsessed with him for like forever!“

„Okay.“ Mason pressed his lips together, grabbing your upper arm „Why don’t we make this easier for you?“

Your boyfriend guided you across the tunnel as you tried to remove yourself from his grasp.

„Mason stop!“ you hissed but next thing you knew, one certain Bayern Munich player stood right in front of you. Robert smiled, looking at Mason expectantly.

„Robert!“ Mason greeted, obviously having talked to the guy before. Robert pressed his lips together as he flashed Mason an awkward grin. The manager he had talked to before quickly strutting away from the awkward situation. Robert looked at you as he furrowed his eyebrows at Masons grasp on you, clearly not understanding the dynamic between the two of you.

„And she is?“ he asked confused, as you felt all your blood go to your feet. Being just inches away from the man you had dreamed of as a teenager.

„This is my girlfriend Y/n!“ Mason smiled, in the fakest way as he let go of you and wrapped his arm around your shoulder „She used to be obsessed with you as a teenager!“

You felt humiliated. What the hell was Mason doing? You shook away his arms as you took a deep breath, trying not to immediately kill him.

„I can’t belive you.“ you muttered through your teeth, before sending Robert a fake smile.

„Oh…“ the older guy said suprised, also not knowing why Mason would say something like that „That’s… nice.“

There was a moment of silence and Robert looked at you, somehow he must have sensed you were incredibly disappointed and embarrassed. So he did the sweetest thing ever.

He held out his hand to you as you hesitated for a second before shaking it. Your heart stopped at the touch as he sent you a big smiled „It’s very nice to meet you Y/n. A very beautiful name by the way.“

You blushed, biting your lip and playing with the ends of your hair „Thank you. It’s nice to meet you too.“

Mason cleared his throat, obviously not liking the guy charming you.

„Did you like the game?“ Robert chuckled, completely ignoring Mason as he stared at you.

„Yes, it was awesome.“ you nodded, looking into his eyes „And that goal. I mean just; wow.“

The older guy laughed, shaking his head „Well, I’m glad you liked it. That’s what it’s all about.“

You felt Masons arm wrap around your waist. He was clearly jealous now and you felt incredibly satisfied that his plan had backfired.

„Well, I wish you two the best.“ Robert smiled, his accent strong and then next thing you knew he walked away.

And just before he disappeared from your sight, you saw him stop in his tracks. He took of his jersey, revealing his incredibly toned body before jogging back towards you.

He handed his red jersey over to you and you couldn’t say anything as you felt like all your teenage dreams had just came true.

„Glad you’re a fan.“ he held his thumbs up and winked at you before leaving you behind with a baffled Mason.

„Oh my god.“ you two both said at the same time.

„What an ass!“ Mason hissed, shaking his head as he watched Robert leave.

„How dreamy!“ you gushed hitting his arm gently as you looked down at the jersey, you had been gifted.

„You’re so not gonna keep that missy!“ Mason hissed, crossing his arms as he scrunched his nose "It's literally used. That's disgusting."

„Oh come on Mount!“ you rolled your eyes, starting to walk down the tunnel with your whining boyfriend following you „You’re pissed your plan didn’t work out.“

„It's not only disgusting Y/n, it's also incredibly weird to keep it.“ Mason went on, making you chuckle as he completely ignored your statements. You shook your head, throwing the shirt over your shoulder.

"I'm so gonna keep it."